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| "Long ago I decided what my ideal man must be, and it's not Gilbert. He'll be tall and distinguished looking, with melancholy, inscrutable eyes, and a melting, sympathetic voice." | "People's ideals change sometimes, Anne." | "And you are my little son's 'beautiful teacher', of whom I have heard so much. Paul's letters have been full of you." | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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| "I would like to ask a favor of you. I would like to see Miss Lavender. Will you ask her if I may come?" | "Nothing is changed. Time stands still in an enchanted palace. It is only when the prince finally comes that things begin to happen." | "Yes, this was romance, with all the charm of rhyme and story and dream. It was a little belated, perhaps, like a rose blooming in October which should have bloomed in June, but none the less a rose, all sweetness and fragrance, with the gleam of gold in its heart. The Prince had indeed come home." | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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| "'Oh, Anne, I'm so happy. Fred has asked me to marry him, and Anne, I've said yes!" | "I know Fred is not the tall, slender kind I've always said I would marry. But somehow I wouldn't want Fred to be tall and slender because, don't you see, he wouldn't be Fred then. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I shall never love any girl half as well as I love you. And if I ever do marry and have a little girl I'm going to name her Anne...with an 'e'." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| "Things don't change, Anne. We simply outgrow them just as Miss Lavender outgrew her tea parties and imaginary guests and found something more substantial and real. Change is a sign pointing to a greater reality beyond it." | "But wouldn't it have been more beautiful, Anne, if there had been no separation...if they had come hand in hand all the way through life, with no memories behind them but those which belonged to each other?" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| "For the first time since I had known Gilbert, my eyes faltered under his gaze and I felt my face aflush. A veil that had hung before me had been lifted, giving to my view a revelation of unsuspected feelings and realities. Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, like a gallant knight riding down; perhaps it unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| "The page of girlhood had been turned, as by an unseen finger, and the page of womanhood was before me with all its charm and mystery, its pain and gladness.
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